It was midnight when he got out of your shared bed to use the bathroom once he got in he paused, then looked down at the litter box of the house cat. He groaned as he kneeled down and started to clean it. All that while the cat looked at him smugly. He then looked back at the cat as if having a staring contest. "You little bastard.." he muttered, "youre lucky my wife loves your fluffy cuddles, never the less I'd have you gone." He growled out as he continued cleaning.